GoodFellas

It's my party

Aurélies POV

They don't know what I want, World domination. Taking over the business, Getting a college degree. It's all very dismalling appealing.
For them, they have been doubting women the second. They had wives, and I needed to see the recondition, That all wives are important. And should be always be put as number one.

Karen hill, The wife of Henry hill. Came to me today. For a little girls day before my big bash tonight.
Karen was absolutely stunning, Her voluminous hair, her pretty brown eyes. Those perfectly arched brows, and nails. God her nails, were so so nice. Karen, wore a blue shirt and some white slacks. A pair of brown flats to go with it. As always, a pack of smokes with her. Awaiting in her purse. And her prominent pink lipstick stood out.
"So? We going to have a few drinks. Get your outfit together. And we will head on down. To the Bamboo plaza". Karen said, I nodded, Leaning back in my seat, letting myself stretch out and relax. It's nice out today, with a fresh breeze. A scent of the leaves slowly beginning to fade away. And the setting of autumn kicking in.
"Well I want the chance to get to know you. Have lunch. And visit". I reply, Karen chuckled. Taking out a cigarette. "Can I smoke in the house?". I sat up, Grabbing my hair tie and putting my hair into a braid. I felt my hands coarse through my brown hair, Detangling the knots ever so lightly, Seperating them into 3 parts. "You smoke by the second door in the left, A small little parler is in there".
She got up, Gesturing me to follow her. I got up fixing my braid and leading the way. I took a left turn, and then opened the door. And there, is a white table. Matching white chairs with it, as well as a, Small couch. The radio turned on. And some flowers hanging up. My favourite, White roses, and dandinons. I took a whiff of the roses, and it mixed with the dandinons. It smelt like tangerines. And I enjoyed it.
"I like your place, Henry has told me you got this house? On your own?". Karen questioned. Igniting her cigarette, and taking a puff.
I pulled out a white chair, Sitting on the plush couchions seat, Karen day next to me placing her purse on the ground.  "I didn't, My uncles had, Asked the mayor for a generous donation to me. As I delegated and graduated, Taking on Linton & Cicero. For my surname".
She nods, taking her cigarette, flicking off the excess ash. "I lived with my parents, you know being Jewish & all. We had money, but sometimes we didn't". Karen lightly replied.

She's Jewish? What the fuck. I didn't know. Fuck now Henry cannot be made. And it makes him a target. From other mobs.
Why do I care about his safety?

"I have been through something like that, Growing up. Has always been rough for me".

"Why is that? You had everything handed to you. Amelia, You've been taken care of". She gestured moving his hands.

I shook my head, not really. Transitioning into this life, Has saved me. Even from death.

"Yeah when, One of my uncles found me. Beaten, and left for dead". I stated. Karen let out a small gasp, before taking another puff.

"What happened? Your parents got in trouble?". Karen asks, I sigh, Folding my arms.

Can I trust her? Should I even tell her?

"They were nothing, But trouble. And I'm happy Paulie brought me here. So end of story".

"Hey, For us to bond. And to be great friends. It's going to be a lot of talking". Karen reaches over to me; her hand gently caressing my arms. She sent me a warm smile. I nodded and sat up straight. "My mother, Escaped Italy with her brothers. Creating a life for them."

"Living a life into being a mobster".
I nodded, "You got witts, I'll give you that Karen, I can see why henry fell in love with you".

She smiles, "Kid you'll find someone, Believe me".

I sighed, Was this really how life is going to be for me?